Oh, that nasty little dog! [The hashihime makes an exaggerated shudder, as if the thought of it plunging into her river was too much to bear. The chance to complain about something apparently supersedes her suspicions about Kim.] It came into the river, all right! And it didn't even ask permission! Swimming around as if it owns the place... You know, people in this city used to understand how things worked! They wouldn't dream of coming into my river without my leave, and then they'd say thank you afterwards!
[With an expression of utmost patience, Natori holds up the romance novel before she goes any further.] Well, how about this? If you tell us which way the dog went, we can give you this for your trouble. But if you can help us find it, I'll autograph the book for you.
[The candles on the hashihime's headpiece flare momentarily before she suddenly plunges underneath the water like a duck bobbing for food. Natori's brow furrows for a moment before he senses the surge in power in the water; he sighs in relief and gives Kim a thumbs up. A few seconds later, the hashihime surfaces again, eyes glowing white and hair streaming behind her from the force of channeling her power through the length of the river. She points downstream and says, in a booming, otherworldly voice like reciting a prophecy] Past the next bend in the river, where the western shore levels out. There you'll find that which you seek. It's curled up there with the stupid bone! For the autograph, sign it "to my friend!"
Downstream, western shore after the next bend. Thank you very much! I knew we could count on you. [And he dutifully fishes a marker out of his bag and jots out a practiced signature (To my dear friend, the most knowledgeable hashihime of the Sanzu. Keep this with the glasses! -Natori) on the title page of the book.]
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[With an expression of utmost patience, Natori holds up the romance novel before she goes any further.] Well, how about this? If you tell us which way the dog went, we can give you this for your trouble. But if you can help us find it, I'll autograph the book for you.
[The candles on the hashihime's headpiece flare momentarily before she suddenly plunges underneath the water like a duck bobbing for food. Natori's brow furrows for a moment before he senses the surge in power in the water; he sighs in relief and gives Kim a thumbs up. A few seconds later, the hashihime surfaces again, eyes glowing white and hair streaming behind her from the force of channeling her power through the length of the river. She points downstream and says, in a booming, otherworldly voice like reciting a prophecy] Past the next bend in the river, where the western shore levels out. There you'll find that which you seek. It's curled up there with the stupid bone! For the autograph, sign it "to my friend!"
Downstream, western shore after the next bend. Thank you very much! I knew we could count on you. [And he dutifully fishes a marker out of his bag and jots out a practiced signature (To my dear friend, the most knowledgeable hashihime of the Sanzu. Keep this with the glasses! -Natori) on the title page of the book.]